past few months, I see in many friendly conversations surrounding self questioning, and even balance sheets at a critical juncture of life. It has 30 spring (a little more or a little less), and one wonders if what we are today we shall be 100%? Does my business (Finance, Marketing, Engineering, Legal etc ...) I am passionate about? Is my ME today really represents me, I am in my real?
I guess a lot of filigree cravings climb up (the sails), Santiano, and indulge in the wind, navigate visually. Change course perhaps, and either end up in calm water or in the surf of Cape Horn. Opt for rough waters but not disorders, jet skiing and refuse in the pool.
The key is to be master of its rudder, and more at the bow to stern.
Zapper kryptonite and resume spinach from Popeye. Go to the collision, to blackmail the guns, to become, at the dawn of his life, an old sea dog who has finally managed to decipher the map of Treasure Island.
The "sea" of today gargle the throat with large swigs of "must" and "I" intoxicating rum of morality for small sole. Few risk-taking, ready to abandon ship when the iceberg is in sight or drown when the ship qu'apparaîtront "the gau ... ... the GauGau the Gauls."
So having it or not, tattooing VTFF on the middle finger and point it toward all the little bourgeois thoughts and pirates freshwater heckle will take to Schumy Highway at night, be hot, be cool, refusenik be reasonable, not to live his life by proxy.
Being a mishmash of captain, corsair, ordinary seaman, Mutiny on the Bounty, but refuse to become a convict. Being a Long John Silver, Corto Maltese and Captain Haddock at a time.
be a balance and learn, eventually, to establish the net. Transfer to a new pirate smile and unexpected, and realize that ultimately, the ropes that held us tied to the mast were not so tight as that.
Lady Lady Lei, this post is a special dedication ;)
PS: Go see Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford . For the performance of actor Brad Pitt, but especially that of seizing and ambiguous Casey Affleck (Bob Ford). Attention, and some two hours to see Prozac with a mini appearance by Nick Cave (deposit of depression room). We are baffled by the slow and ambient unease, but the duo of actors is well worth the trip! Neo-western psychological dark, dark ... and move on directly after Hairspray on for not recognizing Travolta in his costume and say mamma that life is decidedly groovy baby.
